*There is no firestorm without a spark, no ocean without a raindrop*
(Frontma comes through again, thank you)
(Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.)
THE FIRST GAME
The first soccer game of the season was against Braydon College in Maryland. They were a very exclusive private co-ed college but were large enough to have both a women's and men's team. Today was Christina's second match-up against Braydon. Last year they had beaten her and she was holding a grudge, or so the scuttlebutt said.
As the half-time break rolled around, the teams had managed a 1-1 tie. Three Braydon players in their black shirts and burgundy shorts crossed the field and were intercepted by Christina, in white and gold, on the sidelines. A brief discussion ensued, then Christina looked over her shoulder and up into the stands close to where I was sitting with Rio. Iona was at my dorm...taking care of things.
Faith came up the stands to me with a quizzical look and motioned me to come with her.
"What's up, Faith?" I asked, as I stood up and followed her to the field. Rio followed along.
"Some of the Braydon players wanted to see you," Faith explained. "Who do you know at Braydon?"
"Not a clue," I shrugged. "I'd never even heard of the place until I saw the team's schedule." As we walked up, several more FFU players had gathered around the Braydon trio.
"I am Kinu Yamada, Captain of the Braydon Women's Soccer team and Kappa Sigma President," the leader turned and greeted me. "You...look better in other attire."
"They field test this stuff to be the ultimate in female repellent," I grinned, referring to my school uniform. "Now, is there something I can do for you? I'm afraid I don't know who you are."
"Well, Braydon's Kappa Sigmas are in a contest with several other houses for that Spring Break weekend with you and I wanted to see what we were getting into," Kinu grinned.
"Weekend?" Christina and I said simultaneously. "I recall the original offer being one night and Brianna Kincaid of Colorado State being the one I was pledged to," I added.
"We decided to up the ante for the purpose of a contest," Kinu stated.
"What contest, Ms. Yamada?" Christina inquired with a guarded tone.
"The House with the best GPA and athletic record gets to send three sisters to share the weekend with Zane Braxton," Kinu explained.
"He agreed to this?" Christina questioned.
"He did not," I corrected. "Unless Briana releases me from my obligation, I can't do any of that stuff. She is the one I'm indebted to."
"She has done so for the sake of her sisterhood," Kinu informed me. "Are you still up for the challenge?"
"I'll do it for the sake of Lancaster's Kappa Sigma House, but I'll leave the final decision up to Christina, leader of our faction here at Freedom Fellowship," I declared.
Christina appeared to think it over a bit before finally nodding her head.
"FFU owes Tawny Flores and the rest of the local house a debt and if Zane is willing to pay it off for us, we'll support your contest and his decision – though it will take place at FFU's Spring Break location."
"I'll let everyone know," Kinu grinned before turning and crossing back to their side of the field.
"Christina, where is our Spring Break location?" I whispered to her.
"I haven't a clue, Zane. Christian school girls don't do Spring Break," she replied. "I'll come up with something." I wished her luck and headed up into the stands.
"Barely a B-cup, but did you catch the ass on that sweet slice of Asian cuisine?" Rio panted.
"I wouldn't know; those were the most intense brown eyes I've ever seen. That's a woman who knows what she wants and will cut a bloody swath to get it," I observed.
"So, you didn't notice her breast size?" Rio teased.
"I didn't say that – she's a 32 B, but she has large areoles and nipples as thick as my pinkie," I told her.
"How do you know that shit?" Rio gawked.
"Mom took me lingerie shopping when I was younger and I picked up on how the saleswomen did their jobs," I replied.
"Your Mom took you lingerie shopping? My Mom could barely tell me how to use a tampon," Rio griped.
"Mom told me that the only thing worse than buying a woman lingerie for her birthday was buying it in the wrong size," I related. "You buy those things on your birthday for your lady to look sexy in, for you to enjoy."
"Your Mom sounds pretty neat," Rio mused.
"Mom had a way of tricking you into thinking she was your friend, not your Mother, then she'd sneak this lesson in on you; like lingerie shopping, or not getting a pet you couldn't devote the time to," I told her. "She'd have loved you."
"Hardy – har – har," Rio snorted.
"Seriously, you're similar enough to have gotten along, but not so much that it would be creepy," I explained. "She didn't take crap from anyone; not my Dad, my Granddad, or even her old man. She'd never abandon a friend either."
"I'm not like that, Zane," Rio muttered sadly.
"If you've left someone, it was because they weren't your friend, Rio," I assured her.
"You are such an idiot," she grumbled, but she did put her hand in mine. "Let's fuck tonight."
"Nope; we promised Jill we wouldn't, and besides, next time I nail you I want you on all fours, with me pounding your cunt raw while yanking your head back with a big handful of your hair," I envisioned for us. "Would you like that?"
"Damn straight," Rio licked her lips.
"Well, tough, next time we get together I'm going to make long, passionate love to you," I grinned.
"I prefer option A," she prodded me.
"I know, but that's only because you've never had option B," I countered.
"Zane, sometimes a girl wants to be treated like a cheap slut," Rio instructed.
"Has someone ever spent a whole night devoted to nothing less than having sex with you?" I asked.
"Yes, of course," Rio grumbled. "I'm freaking Cleopatra. I've got guys lining up the block."
"Well, damn; I guess we are back to bending you over and slamming you like a cheap slut," I teased.
"I see I'm too much of a woman for you," she sneered with amusement.
"That's a challenge I'm willing to take up, Rio. If you think you can stand up to whatever I can think up for you, I'm willing to prove you wrong," I grinned.
"I'll make it fun; I'll bring Mercy and have her be a piece of furniture," Rio suggested.
"I still don't know how that happened," I said, in reference to Rio's relationship to Mercy.
"I'm not sure either," Rio confessed. "Maybe being such a pervert myself, I bring out perversions in those around me. Only Iona seems immune."
"Oh, it looks like Rhaine, Joy, Mercy, and I are going to have a round two," I remembered.
"Oh, I want part of that," Rio brightened up, "I am going to fuck Rhaine so hard she won't walk straight for a week. You let her off too easy last time."
"No," I shook my finger. "I'm not sure how this is going to play out so if you want Rhaine, you are going to have to seduce her all on your own."
"Crapola," Rio bitched. "I'll have to settle for corrupting Felicity first but I'll get Rhaine one day, mark my words."
Our attention was drawn back to the game when Opal scored our second goal of the day, propelling us to the lead. Apparently, the battle had become quite brutal while Rio and I had been talking. There was nothing like woman-on-woman combat to keep Rio's attention and for the rest of the second half we watched the game with interest.
In the end, FFU pulled it out 4-3, but that was only because both goalies put in heroic performances. No one charged the field after the final seconds slipped away because apparently they frown on that in the United States, but I still made my way down to congratulate my fellow students.
In the gentle press of bodies I came across Opal who spun on me, jumped into my arms and took my breath away with a kiss. Since this was not the norm for FFU student interaction, I did my best to look embarrassed while keeping Opal pressed up against me.
"Congrats on the win," I smiled.
"We get to keep you," Opal exulted. Huh? "Christina told us that if we lost, we had to give you to Braydon for the rest of the day and night, but we showed them, didn't we?"
"Yes...right, you sure did," I stuttered. A few more teammates stopped by and gave me a slap on the back...or butt...while I hung onto Opal, but I had to disentangle myself because I still wanted to have a word with Christina.
I hadn't traveled ten more feet when Kinu appeared before me.
"Sorry," she told me with a smile.
"Sorry, for losing?" I questioned. Her ponytail had become ragged during the game so I pushed some strands out of her face and hooked them behind her ear, which only made her smile broader.
"No. I'm sorry we won't have another chance at you until Regionals," she grinned lasciviously.
"There is something I don't get; you are a co-ed school. I'm the only guy on this campus, which explains some of my charm, but you look like you could have any guy on your campus you want, so what's up with this contest?" I inquired.
"I don't know," she chuckled, "but it could be that you fuck like a stallion and a girl feels like a million bucks when you are done. You know, something like that." She reached out and ran her fingers down my chest to the top of my pants. "One thing; get a fake ID because I know any girl who gets you is going to want to take you to a few clubs – you need to look 21."
"Yeah," Rio snorted, "because Zane doesn't have enough problems with the law already."
